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position gave her the leverage she needed to work the fragrant lo-
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tion into his lower back.
 Oh, that feels so good, he said, clenching his butt under
her.
The movement sent sparks of desire shooting up and into her
sensitive core. Her clit twitched and her juices began to flow.  Roll
over, she said in a raspy voice. Goddess, this was going to feel as
good for her as it was for him.
She rose on her knees to allow him room to turn onto his back.
His hip rubbed against her swollen nub and made her moan. But
when he was on his back she moved forward to sit on his chest in-
stead of on his cock like her body wept for. She wanted to prolong
the pleasure and sitting on his cock right now would certainly not
accomplish that.
With her knees under his armpits, his hair tickled her skin. She
giggled and he smiled up at her through half closed eyes. Stroking
his chest with its fine layer of hair, she rubbed him from his shoul-
ders to where his waist tapered into his hips. His moans spiked
her need and made her core soften for him. Who knew a massage
could be this effective as foreplay? Not her.
Finished with his chest, she slid her crotch from his stomach
to the part of him she wanted filling her.
 Yes, yes. Take me inside you.
 Ah, Grant. Using her still lotion-slick hands, she slid her
palm up and over the head of his cock then wrapped her fist around
him. She was positioned to plunge down on him when he stopped
her.
 Wait, wait, wait, he said.
 No.
 But I haven t touched you yet.
 Grant, I m about to explode. I need you inside me. There ll
be time to touch later. With those words, she slid down his length,
spearing herself with one thrust and feeling him deep inside. Was
there anything more thrilling than having his big cock touching
every part of her, filling her to completion? She knew it would get
even better when she started to move.
She lifted slightly and began to ride him. The friction made
her inner walls contract and he groaned under her as she increased
the pace. With her eyes closed and her head thrown back, she
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clenched and released him with each up and down motion. Her
heart beat harder and a thin sheen of sweat gathered on her skin.
Goddess, he felt fine and so big. He stretched her to the limit and
she loved it, loved him.
Grant watched the ecstasy on Morlana s face and wanted her
to experience more. He thrust his hips up as she came down and
forced her to take him to the hilt. She gasped and it was music to
his ears. Taking her hands from the bed, he placed them on her
breasts and encouraged her to circle her own nipples for a mo-
ment before pulling his hands away and putting them to good use
circling her clit. She gasped again as his fingers started working
that little bundle of nerves in earnest.
 Come for me, Morlana. Come for me. I want to feel your
muscles clench around my cock when you come. I want to hear
you scream my name as you go over the edge.
It wasn t long after that she came apart, screaming,  Grant!
Two more thrusts and he went with her, her muscles clenching as
he knew they would, milking him for all he was worth.
Breath still heaving, he cradled her to him and thought about
how very much he cared for this incredible woman who had shown
him much more than the way to town.
An hour later, after a quick snack in the kitchen and a tus-
sle with Jezebelle, who streaked into the kitchen when Morlana
opened the door, Grant got ready to go.  I m sorry, but I m going
to have leave early tonight.
 It s fine, she said, but something in her voice wasn t right.
 Are you sure? You aren t upset are you? I have a delivery
coming in tonight or I d stay.
 I know that, Grant. I understand you have a business to run.
Don t worry about it.
 If you re sure.
 Of course, I m sure. I have some things I have to do tonight
anyway.
 All right, he said, still not entirely satisfied everything was
okay, but he needed to help the deliveryman with the shipment.
 I ll see you tomorrow, then.
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 Yes, tomorrow.
 Are you really okay or is there something bothering you?
Your voice sounds odd.
 No, Grant, nothing s wrong. I m tired is all. I think maybe
I ll turn in early. But I ll be fine. I m fine now.
 If you insist.
 I do, she said, shooing him out of the house.
 I hate to leave like this, he said, pulling her in for one last
lingering kiss.  I ll see you tomorrow when it ll be my turn with
the lotion.
Morlana s heart cracked and shattered as she watched him
leave her little cottage in the woods for the last time. She was do-
ing the right thing, so why did it hurt so much? She couldn t keep
him under false pretenses. She couldn t keep him at all. It would
all be over in a few hours and her exciting and fulfilling life would
return to its boring and staid existence.
With a heavy heart, she dragged her tools out into the back-
yard and prepared herself for the end of something beautiful.
Chapter Eight
C
t the stroke of midnight, with the waning moon hanging
Alow in the sky, Morlana went to work. She gathered the in-
gredients she needed and walked to where her cauldron waited in
the far corner of the garden. With heavy steps and an even heavi-
er heart, she began the process of releasing Grant from the spell
she d worked two weeks before. He would no longer be enthralled
with her. His will would be returned to him and the blinders to her
flaws would be removed.
A tear dropped on the kindling she had arranged in the bottom
of the cauldron. Once the fire gained some light and began con-
suming the other wood, she stepped back and let it flare.
 I know I have to do this, she whispered, trying to give her-
self a little courage. It was almost unbearable, but she had to do
it.
Into the cauldron fire she dropped a bakery bag with the Bread
and Basket logo on it, the rest of the ingredients from the special
sachet she d made for Grant, and the remains of the panties he
ripped from her body. The panties were the last to go and the hard-
est to let fall into the blaze. He d loved her that day, telling her
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over and over of her beauty inside and out.  I release you, Grant. I
release you from the spell and take the web of enchantment from
your eyes.
In the deepest place in her heart, she knew she would never
find someone like him again. Gone would be the adoration in his
eyes and the murmured words of love. The long looks and whis-
pers would be lost to her forever. Every time she said his name
during the spell, her heart broke a little more. Soon there would
be nothing left.
But, she told herself, at least he would be free. And that was
more important to her than anything.
There would be no need to make a new sachet for him when
she was done with this new spell. All of their time together would
be lost and with it, her heart.
Finally she held one last item over the fire. She read aloud
from the small piece of parchment she d used from the kitchen
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